So, um, Cornerstone is coming up in a few days. Are you coming? You should come and see the cool music I get to help make.

I thought it would be a good idea to sit down and tell you about the people I’m playing with.

I’m looking forward to playing with my favorite songsmith, Jonni Greth. You should check out this review – if you’re an old fan, you’ll appreciate the new song there.

Busker Kibbutznik changed my life†! There hasn’t been a busker show at cornerstone in four years. I’m excited that there’s a show and glad to be a part of it.

There’s no Psalters concert this year, but I’m looking forward to Theillalogicalspoon. I probably won’t play with them this year because they already have a tight arrangements of everything — they’re fresh home from a tour and the music sounds better than ever.

Come join Lasso the Salt for some serious worship that will make you think. It sure challenges me.

What do you get when you mix together Tuvan throat singing, old-school delta blues and a Tom Waits cover or two? Khadag Blue, of course. Come hear the music I learned to play the stand-up bass for.

I don’t think that there’s a web site for Ami Moss’s band The Unfortunate yet, but you can hear a couple of old recordings of songs we still play here. We’ve got a Leonard Cohen cover ready that sounds like Billie Holiday. You’ve got to come hear it.

I always love hearing Tommy Ogle play his homemade banjos. He found and restored the bass I’ve been playing and asked if I would play it with his band at cornerstone this year. We’ll see if that comes together, but I’ll sure be at the show.

I’ve got to say I feel downright spoiled to get to play so much music (The above list actually isn’t quite complete). I must sound a bit like a broken record to some of my friends, but I’ll say it again: I’m really proud of everything I’m a part of this year — really looking forward to each and every concert.

See you there!

† A friend told me that I would feel at home at some place called Jesus People. Months later, I found the Busker website and through that the JPUSA website and… the rest is history.

I’m home. Of course I’m home. I’ve been home for days. I haven’t had time to sit down at the computer for more than a few minutes and if I ever did I’d be too busy feeling guilty about not having started my novel yet to write anything here. In fact, that’s what I’ve been busy doing for the last hour or so: feeling guilty about not yet having a novel started and it’s already almost the 7th!

Anyway, the Harvest Gatheriing was wonderful, of course. I didn’t even bring my cello on account of the mashed finger but I played accordion and bells and ersatz piano with Jonni, Ami, Daniele and the Illalogical spoon. I got to hang out with Jon and Hannah and Jonni and Jeremy, Andy, Paul and Ashley from Jackson, MI. Of course, spending hours locked in a box with people is one of the best ways to deepen friendships (or the opposite) and I must say I’m glad to have spent 27 or so hours with Ami and Brian, Brach and Rebecca.

We spent Monday down at the Clarks’ house in SC and drove home on Tuesday while you were all voting.

I’ve managed to plough through my backlog at work but I’m feeling the pain of a week away from play rehearsals. Not to mention the fact that I still haven’t even started my novel!